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Wednesday, 14 November 2012

Absence of Free Will

It is not that I am torn
It is more that my mind
Seems to go just wherever it damned well chooses

I have been in love before
I am in love again, now
Images & memories, that my mind frequently uses

If on occasions forlorn
If caught on barbs that bind
I am resigned to follow her wherever she pleases

If to think of the spotlit dance floor
To shuffle so lightly how
With footsteps and body sways; she poses, she teases


A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text